Wayne family salted fish daily [Comprehensive British and American]

"Hey, do you have to be so exaggerated?" I fell on my back in pain to the ground, this is the eight times I have been knocked down by Damian in this half hour.However, my younger brother stood there and said sarcastic words: "You still want to beat me like this?"

"Are you human?" I muttered to myself, "Damian, are you a Kryptonian? It just so happens that your age seems to match Superboy's—no, he seems to be a little taller than you..."

"What did you say?" I felt like that made Damian more angry than hearing me want to beat him up. My perennially bad-tempered brother raised his eyebrows and looked like he was going to pounce on me. Full of old fists: "Are you insulting me?"

Damn, is it an insult to say that you are not as tall as a Kryptonian?You knocked me to the ground 28 times, and I don't even care about it!

I turned over helplessly, lying on the ground like a dead dog, and whispered, "Are all of you Gotham kids at this level?"

My brother glanced at me with eyes like an idiot, and then reached out his hand ruthlessly, pulling me up who was lying on the ground and dying.

"Father has already told me, what's the matter with your injury?" Damian folded his hands on his chest, with a rebellious face, not at all like a child who would say such caring words.

But I wasn't too surprised. Having stayed in an orphanage, I have seen too many children who tried to close their hearts, but still longed for the approval of others.

I didn't intend to hide it from them at first, but it's always difficult to speak out about this matter, as if I was seeking sympathy from others.

Obviously in that disaster, there are many people who are more miserable than me.

"You should still remember the alien invasion more than two years ago. New York was the hardest hit."

I don't think Damian is ignorant of this matter, just that according to the time of the report, he had already appeared in Gotham two years ago.

Even the news about the president of the Wayne Group having a biological child is still buzzing in the news.

Gotham and New York are neighbors. Although the invasion war was located in New York, it had a great impact on Gotham. Even if Damian didn't ask about world affairs, it was impossible for him not to know about it.

So after seeing Damian nodding again, I wasn't too surprised: "The university I attended was located in the hardest-hit area. At that time, the students were still in class, and there was almost a stampede accident due to panic."

At that time, in order to prevent this kind of man-made disaster that might happen due to fleeing, I organized a few well-known classmates in the class and department to take everyone away from the college who were in class, and headed towards the evacuation point notified by the government. recede.

But the movement of a large number of ordinary humans is obviously not a small target, and those ugly alien creatures quickly noticed this.

Our department majors in economics, with an emphasis on international trade, and the proportion of girls in the class is higher than that of boys.

Although everyone tried their best to escape as quickly as possible, those aliens were all equipped with aircraft, and soon, we did not run away in all directions and headed for the refuge in groups. Students get their attention.

Although I'm not the kind of heroic person who likes to slap a swollen face to make a fat man, and sacrifices himself to save others when he can't do it.

But it is absolutely impossible for me to get along day and night, and the classmates who have helped me because of my family background are injured or even died.

And I am also one of the few people in the class who can fight.

I killed five aliens that day.

Then he was thrown out by the sixth angry alien and hit the city road that was about to become ruins. He should have laughed if he didn't turn into a vegetative state on the spot.

"So, can you tell dad that this kind of wound is really nothing to me?"

I had no choice but to briefly talk about the matter, avoiding the matter of those aliens.

After all, I don't want to be a hero, nor do I expect to get any kind of attention for this action.

"I don't want it." Damian rolled his eyes, looked at me who must be in a mess at the moment with disgust, and said the devil's words with his cute face: "Father said, you can't be alone until you win me!" Go downtown."

Father said Father said, little dwarf, what kind of tongue-in-cheek are you!

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At the end of this day, I found that my happy days seemed to come to an abrupt end because of the medical examination in an instant. Damn it, all of this is the fault of Kent!

I vented my grievances of the day on Connor Kent. As a salty fish that comes and goes, I threw myself on the ground 28 times into the bathroom, rubbing it up and down After cleaning up and even taking a bath, I returned to the computer with a relaxed and comfortable body. I decided to turn my grief and anger into the driving force, and happily started FF14, which I hadn't used for a long time.

Two hours later, I turned off the game tiredly, I forgot that this is a guide emulator, when I enter the game happily, I should go to the pit of my former teammates and let them drag me this back It is difficult to beat the legs, instead of the idea of ​​wanting to get a rare mount, he became a guide.

Why, is this the inherent fate of a nanny?Why is it that knights—one of the tank classes in this game, who have the skill sacred field called true invincibility, which does not lose a drop of blood during the invincibility period, the biggest shortcoming of which is that the damage reduction is too little—are only willing to use A 20% damage reduction skill is an iron wall, but it has to pull three waves, a total of ten monsters?

Why don't knights avoid AOE attacks with range hints?Why is his invincibility kept in his hand forever? True invincibility is what he needs to use!

This is not the first T that I saw, I thought aoe could dodge by itself, but I didn't think about it——

He can use three damage reductions in a row when pulling three mobs, but he is stingy with only one iron wall when pulling ten monsters.

What exactly is this for?

After playing the first guide, I was riddled with holes and my mentality collapsed, but this is the normal state of guides, I can still play!

After playing the third guide today, I silently closed the game, threw myself heavily on the bed, pulled the quilt to bury myself in it, and started screaming crazily and silently.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not crazy, I'm a strong guide, and I'm not crazy unless I can't help it.

I'm definitely not crazy.

Pressing myself under the quilt, I murmured to myself.Then I turned over and took my mobile phone that was on the bedside table.

When in doubt, read novels!

I, who read the novel with peace of mind, obviously knew nothing about the miserable life that followed.

The next morning, because of being randomly heartbroken by the mentor, I rarely played games in the middle of the night, but lay on the bed and played with my mobile phone, and fell asleep because of the tiredness of the day while playing.But when I woke up, it was already twelve noon.

Wait, if it were normal, at this time, I would be poached by Damian to finish my morning jog, eat Alfred's special breakfast hungry and tired, and then go back to bed for a good night's sleep.

As a result, today I was free from illness and disaster, no, I woke up from the bed very contentedly, not to mention Damian, even Alfred didn’t come to wake me up, what’s wrong?

When I tidied up and was about to leave the room, I remembered to pick up my phone to check, and saw that my father asked me to solve the problem of food and clothing by myself today. They and Alfred were in a hurry.

I stopped walking for no apparent reason.Although, there was no feeling of being left behind, instead, it was replaced by joy welling up from the depths of my heart.

He also said he wanted to ground me, and there is no one in the whole family, so let me see how you monitor me!

I went to the kitchen happily, and as expected, I saw the lunch that Alfred left on the stove to keep warm. Obviously, the old housekeeper knew that I would not get up on time before going out today, and did not prepare breakfast.

Lunch is also delicate and convenient for me to heat. The half-cooked pasta that has been cooked in advance is picked up and put aside. I just put the pasta in the pot and add the tomato beef sauce that Alfred made in advance. With a little stir frying, a small and delicate lunch is complete.

It is very different from the tomato beef sauce sold in the market. The things made by Alfred himself always seem to be free of cost. I am afraid that I will lose a little bit of weight. No other hobbies, even if the pasta left by Alfred is a bit too much for an ordinary 20-year-old girl.

But can I be a normal 20 year old girl, I'm Roxy Wayne!

I have never been afraid of anyone than eating!

With such weird pride, after I swept away my lunch, I chose the latter between "staying at home and playing waste" and "enjoying the time to go out alone".

It's not because I like to go out to play, but it's the first time in my life to disobey the orders of my parents. The parents of the foster family don't usually give me such an obedient eldest daughter.

And up to now, I don't know how my old injury, which is no longer painful, made my father dissatisfied.

I don't dislike my father's meddling in my affairs, after all - the family's concern is always warm and deep, and it's not like kidnapping me by family affection to ask me to do something I don't want to do.

After all, Gotham seems to be a place in itself that can make parents extremely alert.

But, is it good for him to resist the ban? Damn it's cool!

That's exactly what I thought when I stepped into my family's garage in full gear, until five minutes later when I finally settled on the most understated, cheapest-looking black After the car, just sat in and started the car, the phone rang.

I picked it up without even looking at it. The message my dad left me said that he had some matters to deal with with the board of directors. You know, as my dad is an evil capitalist who wants to leave all the work to his adopted son, he can It is definitely not a trivial matter that he also goes out to work. I even predict that he may not be free to talk to me until tomorrow morning.

I thought so.

After answering the phone, a frightening voice came from the other end of the phone: "Loxy, what did I say before?"

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What's the matter with you, how do you know!Did you put a monitor on me!